I recently went through my phone to delete old photos, which is something I do every few weeks now since apparently hanging onto 11,357 live images of my children uses up so much storage space that I can no longer receive texts or phone calls??or, more importantly, take 300 photos of my children at the trampoline park.
This time I decided to do a deep dive of my selfies, figuring I could do without a few hundred pics of myself working with my kids in the background, or showing my sister that weird patch of eczema I get under my eye or trying to determine if my new ?mom jeans? are trendy or a crime against humanity (or both").
But as I scrolled through pics I?d taken of myself all the way back to 2020, I noticed something…unsettling. I was missing some hair. A bunch of it. In fact, if I?m being perfectly honest, from about April 2020?six weeks after my second son was born?to Christmas that year, I had a receding hairline not dissimilar to that of former teen heartthrob and current middle-aged dad Prince William. And in the exact same way I had been shocked by William?s transformation, the hair loss (and subsequent awkward regrowth) snuck up on me so gradually, and during such a chaotic time, that I didn?t pay much attention.
Photos: Courtesy of Natalie Stechyson
Parenthood: It’ll suck the youth right out of you. Wills knows what I?m talking about.
Postpartum hair loss, also known as postpartum telogen effluvium, is the shedding of hair after pregnancy and gi...